You see, I have always thought that the word poison always carried such a negative connotation;
undeservedly so!
From my experience, it’s quite delicious,
but rarely is it ever nutritious.
I don’t mind; at least not now!

Until my organs fail,
Until my resolve is gone,
I will drink this poison.
And it will be delicious.

It feeds, more than I knew;
and I have descended.
My body, my vessel,
it knows better.

It rejects.
And yet, even with my newest ascent,
I still find myself back in it’s clutches.